Naruto Uzumaki vs. Yue Zhengyu

The Martial Arts Matchmaking Convention proceeded smoothly, with each group featuring representative figures.

Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Pagoda, preparations were already underway for the crucial final decision of the conference.

Without a doubt, after the winners of the ten groups are determined, the final selection by the Silver Dragon Princess Gu Yuena will still be the core climax of the entire tournament.

At that time, the popularity of the Martial Arts Matchmaking Convention will surely rise again to an unprecedented peak, once again focusing the attention of the entire continent.

Outside the stadium, in the Spectator and rest areas, discussions about the tournament continued, but with a greater sense of anticipation and speculation about the outcome.

"The Martial Arts Matchmaking Convention for choosing a husband is finally drawing to a close, and the ten groups are about to face off in the final showdown. I wonder who will be fortunate enough to win the favor of the Silver Dragon Princess and become the ultimate Winner of this grand event."

A Spectator gazed at the ring in the center of the arena, his voice filled with anticipation.

Someone nearby chimed in, "That's hard to say. Perhaps the Silver Dragon Princess won't choose anyone in the end. After all, the Spirit Pagoda never explicitly promised that anyone who made it into the final ten would definitely be chosen."

"Huh? If that's really the case, then wouldn't this grand Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage for marriage be like taking off your pants to fart—completely unnecessary?"

Upon hearing this, someone immediately showed their dissatisfaction. "No way! If Silver Dragon Princess really doesn't choose a husband in the end, I will definitely lead a protest! The Spirit Pagoda is clearly playing dirty tricks and fooling us, the followers!"

Another person chimed in, "Yes, the seeded players in each group are all quite outstanding. There are several Titled Douluo in their twenties alone; they can almost be considered the top representatives of the younger generation across the entire continent."

If even someone as talented as her can't catch Silver Dragon Princess's eye, then just how high must her standards be!

"In any case, this final round of competition will definitely be far more intense than any of the previous ones."

Those top players who maintain a perfect record or have only suffered one loss will undoubtedly go all out to compete for first place in their group. Just thinking about such a peak showdown is enough to get anyone's blood pumping and their heart pounding.

"That's right! No matter the final result, I'm definitely going to watch the last few days of the competition live. I bought front-row tickets a long time ago. Although they're expensive, the thrill of watching the game live is incomparable to watching it on TV at home. It's absolutely worth the price, haha."

"Brother, do you have any extra front-row seats? I'd like to witness this game live too. I have a bottle of fine wine at home that's been aged for 35 years, it's very mellow. If you don't mind, how about we switch?" someone asked earnestly.

"No way, I won't sell this ticket no matter what." The Spectator waved his hands repeatedly. "The scalpers outside are already driving up the prices to astronomical levels, but even at that price, it can't compare to experiencing the atmosphere in person."

This kind of grand event might only happen once in a lifetime; if you miss it, you'll never have another chance.

According to the schedule, the final round of the Round-Robin Tournament will consist of fifty matches across the ten groups.

To ensure the quality of the competition and the viewing experience, the organizers have divided the fifty matches into five days, with ten matches scheduled each day, each one a highly anticipated game.

Since this round of competition directly determined the final top ten, it ignited the Spectator's enthusiasm, resulting in a packed house and a surge of excitement.

Even the major Soul-Powered Television under the Federation had sent their most elite broadcasting teams to the venue early on, meticulously setting up various broadcasting equipment, all in order to present this ultimate showdown to the Spectator across the continent in the most perfect way.

"The fifth match of the ninth round of the Group One's Round-Robin Tournament features Naruto Uzumaki against Zheng Yu!"

Commentator Ai Fei's voice rang out in the arena, "Both of these players have advanced to the ninth round with an undefeated record of eight wins. It's safe to say that one of the top ten spots will be contested by either of them."

"Well then, let me first introduce the basic information of the two contestants. First is Naruto Uzumaki. This contestant comes from a commoner background, and according to rumors, his Martial Soul, the Nine-Tailed Fox, grants him a special ability each time he acquires a Soul Ring, for a total of nine."

"In the previous eight matches, Naruto Uzumaki demonstrated eight different abilities: Wind Element, Fire Element, Water Element, Lava, Steam Strength, Dissolving Liquid, Hypnotic Scales, and Ink Seal."

"There's one last unknown ability left. I wonder if Naruto will use it in this final round of the match."

"As for Zheng Yu, he needs little introduction; his Sacred Angel Martial Soul is renowned throughout the continent. Without further ado, let's begin the match!"

"Five, four, three, two, one, the match begins!" After announcing the start, the referee quickly left the ring.

"Multi-Shadow Clone Technique!"

Naruto Uzumaki made the first move, forming hand seals. As a burst of white mist appeared, dozens of Clone identical to Naruto's Original Body took shape, some standing, some crouching, each with a different posture, densely distributed on the arena.

For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish which one was the true Original Body.

"Oh!! Here it is, Naruto's Self-Created Soul Skill: Multi-Shadow Clone Technique. This technique allows Naruto to create many Clone, and these Clone all possess physical forms."

Commentator Ai Fei's impassioned voice rang out. "Although these Clone will quickly dissipate once attacked, it is undeniable that such a massive number forming a coordinated attack is enough to make most Spirit Master feel troubled."

"In the previous eight matches, Naruto used this unexpected tactic to repeatedly turn the tide of battle and defeat many formidable opponents."

As Ai Fei provided commentary, Yue Zhengyu reacted just as swiftly.

With a cold snort, his Soul Power suddenly erupted, and eight Soul Ring —purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red—were neatly arranged and slowly pulsating.

"What's the use of having many Clone? These Clone disintegrate at the slightest touch, far inferior to normal Spirit Skill Clone."

Before he finished speaking, four pairs of pure white wings unfurled from behind Yue Zhengyu, a holy halo flowing over them, carrying his body swiftly into the air, cleverly avoiding the first wave of surging encirclement Clone Naruto's clones.

Sixth Soul Skill: Holy Spirit Light Array.

First Soul Skill: Holy Light Illumination.

A dazzling, holy light instantly rose around Yue Zhengyu, and a huge light array appeared beneath his feet, with countless runes flowing and flashing.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle yet highly penetrating divine light poured down like a tide, enveloping all of Naruto's Clone below the arena.

Under the scorching holy light that could melt away Soul Power, a large number of Clone like ice and snow meeting the sun, instantly turning into white mist and dissipating. The arena was filled with mist, and visibility dropped sharply.

"Um?"

Yue Zhengyu, suspended in mid-air, frowned slightly as his gaze swept over the thickening white mist below, instantly understanding the deeper meaning behind Naruto's actions.

If you don't actively attack these Clone, you'll be surrounded by a constant Clone, and trapped in an endless war of attrition.

However, once the clones are eliminated, the white mist created when Clone dissipate becomes a natural barrier, obscuring vision and creating an opportunity for a stealthy surprise attack. Behind this seemingly simple tactic lies a meticulously calculated game of strategy.

"Green Tea Envoy!"

After a brief moment of thought, Yue Zhengyu made a decision. His Soul Power surged, and a set of exquisite Three-word Battle Armor quickly covered his entire body.

The Battle Armor is ingeniously designed, blending elements of freshness and holiness—the word "green tea" originates from the Martial Soul of his partner, Liu Ruyan, symbolizing protection and bond;

"Envoy" is a concise abbreviation of his own Angel Martial Soul, representing holiness and power. The combination of the two is the powerful Battle Armor called "Green Tea Envoy".

Yue Zhengyu has already decided that when he upgrades his Battle Armor to Four-word Battle Armor in the future, he will name it: Green Tea Angel!

He remembered when he first told his grandfather about his ambitions while serving in the Southern Legion. He thought his grandfather would be very pleased, but to his surprise, his grandfather flew into a rage, accusing him of tarnishing the honor of the Angel Family and almost breaking his legs.

Fortunately, after he argued his case and repeatedly explained the emotions and beliefs behind it, his grandfather finally chose to compromise.

With his Eight-Ring cultivation level, the support of his Three-word Battle Armor, and the innate advantage of his Divine Angel Martial Soul, Yue Zhengyu was virtually unbeatable in the Group One of matches. Even when facing ordinary Titled Douluo, he was able to defeat them.

"If you don't come out, then I'll force you to. Clone aren't your exclusive right." Yue Zhengyu's gaze was sharp as an eagle's as he scanned the churning white mist below, his body radiating even brighter light.

From within the Holy Spirit Light Array, Little Angel Soul Spirit, each the size of a palm, flew out. Their bodies were composed entirely of holy fire, their small wings flapping behind them, carrying a scorching aura, as they swooped down towards the white mist below like a meteor shower.

These Little Angel Soul Spirit are both precise detectors and formidable attackers—once they lock onto a target, they will pounce on it fearlessly, and if necessary, they will even choose to self-destruct, burning the enemy with the high temperature of sacred fire. This is one of Yue Zhengyu's trump card tactics.

As soon as the Little Angel Soul Spirit rushed into the white mist, a flurry of fighting sounds immediately came from below the arena. The sounds of Soul Power colliding rose and fell, confirming Yue Zhengyu's judgment.

"As expected, they set up an ambush." A knowing smile appeared on his lips.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

However, as time passed, the sounds of fighting below not only did not diminish, but intensified. Even the concentration of the white mist increased further due to the violent collision of Soul Power, almost shrouding the entire arena in chaos.

Yue Zhengyu felt a chill run down his spine and immediately mobilized his Spiritual Power to connect his vision with the Little Angel Soul Spirit below, attempting to grasp the battle situation through the thick fog.

In the shared video, the scene was chaotic and intense: one after another, Naruto Uzumaki's Clone burst out of the white mist, surging towards the Little Angel Soul Spirit like a tide. They fought the Soul Spirit with their bodies and rudimentary attacks, fearless of death.

The Little Angel Soul Spirit also showed no fear, its flames weaving into a net as it relentlessly charged towards Naruto's Clone.

In the scene, a Naruto Clone be seen destroying a Little Angel Soul Spirit, only to be tightly embraced by another Soul Spirit in the next second. Then, amidst a violent explosion, the clone perishes together with the Soul Spirit, turning into a cloud of white mist and a cluster of sparks.

The entire battlefield was in chaos. The shockwaves generated by the collision of Soul Power caused the white mist to churn endlessly, making it impossible to pinpoint the true core.

"Has this guy gone mad? Summoning so many Clone, isn't he afraid of overusing his Soul Power and running out of steam?"

Yue Zhengyu was filled with doubt, his brows furrowed. But he did not waver, remaining suspended in mid-air, maintaining a safe distance.

Although it's unclear what Naruto's true intentions are, the Soul Power consumption for summoning the Little Angel Soul Spirit isn't too great for him. If this stalemate continues, as Naruto's Soul Power continues to drain, the scales of victory will inevitably tip in his favor.

Just then, an unusual low shout suddenly came from the white mist below. Immediately afterwards, a surge of Soul Power far more powerful than the previous Clone suddenly erupted, like a dormant volcano suddenly awakening.

Warning bells rang in Yue Zhengyu's mind, and his Spiritual Power instantly rose to its limit as he locked onto the source of the fluctuation.

In the center of the white mist, a Naruto Uzumaki was holding a spinning ball of light in his left hand. The rapidly spinning blue ball of light created a gust of air that dispersed the surrounding white mist.

Immediately afterwards, another Clone grabbed Naruto Uzumaki's right hand and hurled him into the air with a giant windmill.

"Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan!"

The light sphere, which was originally only twenty or thirty centimeters in size, expanded rapidly in the blink of an eye, becoming a huge light sphere three meters high, and crashed towards Yue Zhengyu.

Yue Zhengyu dared not delay and immediately activated his Martial Soul Domain. Brilliant holy light erupted from him, and then his four wings flapped, advancing instead of retreating. The light of his Seventh Soul Skill had already lit up his body—that was his Martial Soul Avatar: Angel True Body.

"Archangel's Wrath!"

With his roar, the light of his first five Soul Ring pulsed rhythmically like breathing, intertwining and reflecting each other, pushing his momentum to a new peak.

Yue Zhengyu gripped the Angel Sacred Sword, its blade gleaming with holy golden light, seemingly capable of severing all obstacles in the world, and slashed fiercely at Naruto and the giant Rasengan.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar echoed through the space as the Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan collided with the Holy Sword, the Berserk energy spreading outwards and cracking the ground.

For a moment, the blue spiraling power and the golden Sacred Power clashed, resulting in a brief stalemate.

"You were too careless. Not using your Battle Armor from the start was your biggest mistake." Yue Zhengyu's eyes sharpened as he shouted, channeling his Soul Power into the Holy Sword without reservation.

The light on the Holy Sword suddenly condensed, becoming more refined and sharp, and it actually tore a gap in the Rasengan. Then, with unstoppable momentum, it pierced towards Naruto's heart in mid-air.